Thanks for your words of support Cath. I know what you mean about meeting people my problems stem way back before the PTSD and i am beginning to realise social anxiety is up there with my problems. People often misunderstand me as being uncooperate when deep down its all about fear. Professionals judge on what they see but it isn't always right they only see a tiny part of your life and wham they have you in there textbook diagnostic criteria - wham bam.
I guess we all go backwards it just seems i am stuck in reverse at the moment, i wish i had never let any professional back in and kept it with my GP. Minute i let other so called professionals in my mind goes even more in different directions. I am trying to get routine back into my life but i have no focus at the moment, no work to focus on. My days are full of boredom but at the same time i have no interest in anything or any zest. If i could re find a tiny bit of enjoyment maybe i would be more motivated.
My heads on overdrive today, i am beginning to realise i recognise why i feel the way i do at the moment because depression and PTSD go hand in hand. In the past however i have always had issues with depression, anxiety etc. I have always looked for a reason as to why i have felt that way when in reality i am realising that there has never really been a reason. I don't remember a time in my life when i have felt happy and as life goes on i feel more and more unhappy. SO even if i get over the PTSD i am still going to be plagued. This is an existance this is not living but i am to scared to let the P people as they never get the full picture and make there own judgement, most of which just impact on your life even more by creating labels.
Here i am at my age, my life nothng like i ever thought it would be. I always wanted a career, kids, my own little family etc etc and i don't see any of that happening anymore and it breaks my heart. I feel too broken i feel like everytime i get myself back up wham im right back down there again. I know its up to me to change things but most things i have longed for have left it too late, sometimes its just such a battle. Everyday is a battle, what kind of quality of life is that.
I am ok im just ranting away here, waffling on unsure of what i am putting but hey ho.